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It is unclear what benefit Panasonic is gaining from the Olympic Games in Action short film, Mariko Takahashi’s FITNESS VIDEO for being appraised as an “EX-FAT GIRL” might be, but it is... um... really weird. I had to temporarily stop viewing it once the poodles started working out, because I was afraid of losing my mind. (via mefi)

Speaking of popping eyes, and Popeye, here is a slightly less weird but hellaciously funny Popeye-meets-anime bit. (thanks, The Other Michael)

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